Luyện nghe bài hát The Goat

ADAM: I am a goat.
I live on the back of a truck.
The Old Man tied me with a 3 ft. rope.
Am I
He don't a fuck.
OLD Hey goat!
I'm gonna beat your head in with the stick!
Sometimes he uses his fists-a.
He's with anger and filled with rage,
and tells me I smell piss-a.
His drink, Beam.
His chaser, a beer.
After that, alchohols.
when the beatings get so severe,
I sleep,
I he falls.
But don't sorry for me.
Things weren't always bad.
Why I was a young talking goat,
the Old Man was just my dad.

I come from the of Europe.
That's I met the Old Man.
He was in the woods,
I him directions,
He gave me a can.
Then he stopped in his and he said,
OLD Hey goat!
ADAM: Would you like to live me?
I got a house with a truck
in a across D.C.-a.
I said, "sure why not? I got no family. You seem like a guy."
So we off to America,
the of apple pie.

On the the Old Man told me,
I be a present for his wife.
"A goat," he exclaimed,
"She's never seen in her life!"
I so special.
Well, I couldn't believe it,
after all years,
I had a friend.
He my beard,
he my hooves,
I it would never end.

But we got to his house,
was no wife.
Only a short, letter.
It said : I'm leaving you for your
because he me better.
His eyes with tears of sadness.
His was filled with grief.
To suit himself he drank a of Old Grandad,
and me like a side of beef.
I screamed, "send me to the hills of Europe!"
He shook his head and said,
OLD Nope!
ADAM: No one will ever me again,
to sure,
put on the 3 ft. rope-a.
Present-day been on the truck for 51 years.
My friend is the A.M. radio.
Sometimes the neighborhood stop by,
but it's always and beer bottles that they throw.
At they're excited to see a talking goat,
they 'round to hear what I have to say.
But I guess my stories go on too long,
so they and giggle,
I a bidet.
But you know there was a
I did get off the truck,
when the Old Man was out drunk.
Three kids took me to a rock and roll concert.
The of music?
Old funk.

It was the time I'd been off the truck,
the music made me control.
The singer asked if we were having fun,
I said, "fucking crank that and roll-a!"
The women at the show beautiful,
as danced sexily on the soft grass.
One of them even my fur.
me in the goat ass!
Then long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns
and threw me in the pit-a.
passed me around and treated me nice
til I nervously sprayed them shit-a.
the music stopped.
And was quiet.
And all the rock and started a
goat riot.
ROCK AND Kill the goat!
the goat!
the goat!
the goat!
ADAM: chased me under the bleachers.
They chased me the street-a.
They chased me into an alley and said I was fucking goat meat-a.
But I saw a sight,
that I'd thought I'd see.
The Old Man his hickory stick,
but he wasn't at me.
OLD MAN: Fuck you pot turkeys!
Don't you press luck!
The long-hairs ran away screaming
as I scrambled the truck-a.
When we got the Old Man said, "goat you broke the sacred law."
No!
Please!
Sorry!
Shit!
"I'll let it go time,
but if you again,
I'll break your jaw."
Super!
Great!
Okay!
Thank you Old Man for my life.
Thank you and again.
You could have let barbeque me,
but you acted a friend.
"I'm not friend.
I don't even you.
I'm not drunk," he said.
To his point,
he drank a bottle of alchohol,
and beat the shit out of my head.
Ow! Ow! Ow! You're me Old Man.

That night I a concussion,
inside my goat brain.
I still cannot my tailbone.
And I'll will never walk straight again.
I guess call me,
goat.
A bag for the Old Man to mock.
Just his wife left him,
for his brother's abnormaly cock.
He been my buddy.
But he's a crazy old fuck.
And once I go to sleep,
in my home.......
the back of the truck.
night Old Man!
OLD MAN: Yeah, night goat!